Thank you spnfanforlife and SpnKs15, beckini, Time of the Flame Heart, and Kathy for reviewing and voting! The vote is now over and once I finish Honest Dean I will begin the winner which I am naming "and yet you were mine"! ALSO, I STILL HAVE THE SAME IDEAS FOR VOTES BUT FROM THIS POINT ON WILL ONLY SHARE THE NAME SO IM SORRY BUT I DON'T WANT TO GIVE AWAY ANY PLOTS BY TELLING YOU WHAT IT'S ABOUT.

Dean had forgotten what a pain in the butt not only shopping for a five year old was, but how difficult Sam was.

They had been in the store about five minutes and he had already dealt with Sam going missing three times, throwing two tantrums, almost falling off shelves he decided to climb five times, and a million judgmental adults who were looking at him like he was Satan himself.

So yeah, Sam was being difficult.

Sam finally stopped trying to get himself killed or taken away by social services only when Dean threatened to spank him and even that didn't have an immediate positive effect.

"Daddy say Dean no spank me! I tells Daddy!"

"Yeah, but I'm not allowed to spank you because I'm a kid to and now I'm not so I'll do what I want."

"Nooooooos, it because only Daddy spank me!"

"Then why is uncle Bobby allowed to?"

That got the kid to shut up quick.

For seven seconds.

"DEEEEEEEEEEEE I'm BORRRRRRRRRRED!"

Dean instead of groaning, just said

"Who are you Tobuscus?"

Sam scrunched up his face at the strange word.

"I's don't kiss butts De."

Sam said it so seriously that Dean couldn't help but laugh.

"No Sam, it's a funny guy on the laptop."

"Why to-bub-kiss on Des lap?"

Oh right, laptops didn't exist in Sams time yet.

"No Sam, nobody sat on my lap-"

"But me's!"

"Yes Sam, no one sat on my lap but you, a laptop is a really fancy TV with songs and books on it."

"An ba man?!"

"Yes batman to."

Sams eyes went wide with joy and wonder.

"nees app op. "

Dean chuckled at Sams fascination at the idea of a laptop. Kid loved those things no matter what aged it seemed.

"We already have one Sammy."

"Weally?"

"Yep"

"Whoa…"

Dean noticed that the clothes he was next were right by the toy aisle and decided to treat Sam to something because, hey the kids adorable.

"Hey Sammy? You wanna choose a toy?"

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I DO IDO I DO I DO!"

"alright Sam, but remember , stay where I can see you and don't talk to strangers ok?"

"Ok, De wove you!"

Sam came back when Dean was looking between two shirts, one that said "Daddys little terror" and the other that said "I'm not short, just concentrated awesome!"

"De, I had puppy? Peas De peas?" Sam was holding out a stuffed dog along with his own puppy eyes.

Putting back the Daddys little terror shirt and picking up Sam, Dean pretended to think hard over whether or not the dog was up to standard.

"Well, I don't know…."

"Peeeeas? Woves you fo-ever and ever De."

Dean laughed and a smile broke out on his face.

"Okay Sammy, you can have the dog."

"YAYZ!" little arms wrapped around Deans neck.

Maybe a five year old Sammy wasn't so bad after all.

Five minutes later, Dean took that statement back and put the daddys little terror shirt in the cart.

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